Chapter 957


    Once the other bodyguards heard the report, they immediately responded, "Roger that! We’re moving


    in!"


    About five minutester, the sound of kicks and punches as well as a man''s shrill howl of pain could be


    heard outside the mansion.


    When Mrs. Scarlet heard themotion, she hurried out to check on things.


    She saw two bodyguards beating up a man and asked, "What''s going on? Who''s this?"


    One of the bodyguards took a break from hitting the man and answered Mrs.


    Scarlet''s question., "This is the man fromst night, Mrs. Scarlet! He was acting suspicious and


    wandering by the mansion walls. Even if he doesn''t do anything bad, he still deserves a beating!


    Otherwise, he’ll be coining back every day and making the boss mad!" "Oh..." Mrs. Scarlet took a


    closer look at the middle-aged man who was curled up in a ball on the ground.


    "Do you still remember me, Mrs. Scarlet?" The middle-aged man lifted his head, brushed the hair off of


    his forehead, then gazed at Mrs. Scarlet with clear, bloodshot eyes.


    When the bodyguard heard the man speak to Mrs. Scarlet, he immediately stopped hitting him.


    "Does this person know Mrs. Scarlet?


    If he does, why had he not said anything earlier?" thought the bodyguard.


    "You are?" It was dark out and Mrs. Scarlet could not immediately recognize the man. "Perhaps you no


    longer remember me. I used to work with you at the old mansion back in the day." Nathan got up to his


    feet with a smile.


    Nathan had gained a lot of weight, so Mrs. Scarlet did not recognize him. To make matters worse, he


    did not reveal his name or previous position, making it difficult for her to identify him.


    "Since you’re a former colleague from the old mansion,e inside. We''ll talk there!" Mrs. Scarlet


    invited Nathan into the mansion. "What was your name, by the way? Why did youe here?"


    Nathan''s face broke into a faint smile.


    "My name is Nathan White. I used to be a driver at the old mansion."


    Mrs. Scarlet found the name vaguely familiar.


    She froze for a moment as she thought deeply.


    Momentster, she eximed, "I remember now! There used to be a driver at the old mansion named


    Nate! Is that you?"


    "That''s right! I''m Nate!" Nathanughed a manicugh :b)?SKV< said, "You took really good care of


    yourself, Mrs. Scarlet. You don''t look much different from when you were younger!"


    "Nathan White! From what I remember, you were fired! You were a thief and even messed around with


    the nannies, which was why old Mr. Foster fired you!"


    Mrs. Scarlet was emotional, and her face was flushed.


    "How could I have invited such a despicable man into the house?" she thought.


    Just as she was about to ask the bodyguards to kick Nathan out, Elliot had heard themotion and


    walked over from the stairs.


    "What''s going on?" Elliot was wearing a tracksuit when he approached Mrs. Scarlet.


    When his eyesnded on Nathan''s face, he found the answer to his question.


    "Who are you?" Elliot asked coldly as he stared straight at Nathan. "Who did youe here for?"


    "I came here to see you!" Nathan shed a huge grin at Elliot.


    Elliot clenched his fists when he saw the hideous grin on Nathan''s face.


    This middle-aged man came across as sleazy and menacing. Elliot''s instincts told him that he was bad


    news.


    "Master Elliot! He used to be a driver at the old mansion. Your father fired him for bad conduct!" said


    Mrs. Scarlet immediately." Just get the guards to kick him out! You don''t need to waste your time on


    him!:


    "You''re just a nanny, Mrs. Scarlet. Why are you acting as if you''re the head of the Foster family?"


    made himselffortable on the couch.


    Elliot''s patience with Nathan hit its limit.


    He moved Mrs. Scarlet behind him, then stormed over to Nathan, yanked him off the couch, and


    socked him in the face!


    "Who gave you permission to run your mouth in my home?!" Elliot snapped, then raised his fist once


    again.


    "Go ahead and hit me! You better kill me!" Nathan''s bloodshot eyes were bulging out of their sockets.


    He spat the blood out of his mouth, then hissed through gritted teeth, "You little punk! You''re not even


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    going to ask me what I came to see you for?!


    Elliot''s fist was still clenched tightly and hanging in the midair. In the end, he restrained himself and


    lowered it down.


    Just as Nathan let out a heavy sigh of relief and was about to take a seat on the couch, Elliot kicked


    him to the floor!


    "Thest person who acted this insolent in front of me has been dead for years," Elliot said in a chilling


    voice.